[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

Still tired, he subconsciously looked at the clock next to him.

With just this one sideways head, Osamu Dazai lost all sleepiness, and the surprise in his eyes was so full that it was about to overflow.

He picked up the walkie-talkie: "Cancel the alarm, don't panic, go back to your posts, it's an acquaintance who broke in."

Without waiting for a reply from the other side, he turned off the intercom.

Osamu Dazai raised his head, his eyes were moist, and he asked, "Am I dreaming?"

The pink-haired girl with a wand in her left hand and a wind-damaged test paper in her right had a displeased expression on her face: "If you're dreaming, am I dreaming too?"

Osamu Dazai held out his hand tremblingly.

The pink-haired girl put the tip of her wand into his palm.

"I said, it's too much!?" Su Woyan complained, "Both the Space-Time Administration and Chaldea told me to wait, and I've been waiting for years."

"I'm a scumbag. I worked hard to get into the University of Tokyo, and I struggled for three years in order not to be expelled. My hair was about to fall out."

"I have completed all the exams, and I will go to practice soon, and this time has been sent!"

Su Woyan's complaint can be summed up as "the graduation certificate I got flew away".

Osamu Dazai laughed, and pulled her wand closer to him: "Aren't you going to be a hero?"

When I mentioned this, I got angry, Su Woyan groaned and said, "You still have the nerve to ask."

Osamu Dazai raised his head, with a posture of listening, waiting for her to finish speaking.

Although his health hasn't improved these days, he doesn't stay up late at least, and he keeps up with his diet, and his complexion is still very good.

His eyes are full of smiles, they are broken sunlight, clear and bright.

"I'm a high-achieving student at Dongdae University. After transmigrating here, I became a poor little girl who died tragically in high school." Su Woyan stretched out his hand, "I have no identity, no household registration, and of course I don't want the identity of a high school dropout... How do you compensate me?"

Osamu Dazai moved to the side, and pulled her to sit down: "Don't be angry."

"What kind of compensation does Yanjiang want?"

"Set up an account for Yan Jiang, put Yan Jiang back to the University of Tokyo, and return all the funds in your bank card to you, how about it?"

The smile on his face was a bit sly, which meant he wanted to be a trickster.

Osamu Dazai didn't know how much effort it took to take the initiative to travel through the world.

But he generally understood that Su Woyan needed a lot of courage to do this.

Give up your family, give up everything you have, give up your original aspirations, and come to an unknown new world alone.

Su Woyan became even more angry.

"It's all here, do you still want me to say it?"

"Are you a fool?"

"Of course you should pay me yourself, and I want everything you just said!"

Osamu Dazai grabbed her sleeve and said with a smile, "You are so greedy, Yanchan."

Su Woyan finally couldn't help raising his hand, but slowly put it down again.

Can't bear to fight.

Not long after she came to this world, she found out that the leader of Mafia at the port jumped off a building a year ago and was hung on a tree.

Now?Frail, recovery in progress.

"It's because you are more greedy. It is obviously impossible to do something, but you have to do it."

"Didn't you point the middle number of AC?"

Osamu Dazai showed a gentle smile: "But I'm not at a loss, right, Yanchan?"

The author has something to say: I just built a reader group, and only I am dancing

Nine eight three eight two five seven two seven (geese)

wb: Jinjiang stretches out his round hand

After writing Liao, I was afraid that it would drive readers crazy, so I released it all at once today.

The leader slaughtered the ending.

Multiple ending lines, because Jinjiang regulations prohibit multiple lines, so a separate book will be written to write other endings.

There are also middle-aged and butchers, and there are equal treatment without partiality.

So don't hit me and don't go to the rooftop, come to the reader group to play together.

Gangzhen, this article has no outline. When I wrote the leader, I didn’t know that this guy could win QAQ

It's all tears.

I want Chuya too, I want Dajae too, I want Boss Jae more (hey)

But Jinjiang refused to let it go, it was very annoying, so I had to open another book and write another ending.The other endings are the same as the new article, which will be released next week, so don't worry.

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A new article "[Comprehensive] Mr. Hat's Girlfriend 1.8 Meter Four" will be published next week

Zhong Yuanzhong also found the person he likes who has the cutest height difference with him.

And she is gentle, beautiful, and lovable...

How perfect.

Looking at the above adjectives, Gang Hei was shocked.

"Mr. Zhongye, wake up, the person you like is my wife!"

"And she's 1.8 meters tall!"

My wife Xia Jiang smiled slightly and hid the sledgehammer behind her back.

——There is no weak person in my wife's family.

Yokohama Love Story (1)

It is a rainy day in spring.

The slightest drizzle fell on the city of Yokohama, and the air was filled with the smell of humidity.

The pink-haired girl sat up in a daze, picked up the electronic watch, and realized that it was almost noon.

This kind of weather will make people sleep in unconsciously.

Only then did Su Woyan remember his itinerary for today.

"Ah, bad..."

She patted her head, grabbed the clothes she had prepared on the chair beside the bed, and used magic to change in a second.

All in all, the process of her preparing to go out can be called Einstein crying, Newton crying, and all those engaged in science crying.

Su Gayan, who rushed out, met Osamu Dazai in the elevator.

The other party was wearing a white dress, looking very casual and lazy, holding a "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand.

His laziness is all due to the fact that a lot of work has been dumped to his subordinates, and what he is going to do now is probably to experiment with the method described in this book.

Osamu Dazai greeted calmly: "Hey, Yan-chan, good afternoon~"

Su Woyan took the book away from his hand with ease: "Confiscated."

"Hey~ what's the matter?"

"How can Yan Jiang deprive me of my only pleasure?"

Su Woyan said expressionlessly: "Then your fun is too bad, let's cultivate it again."

This is the second month for Su Woyan to come to another world, and also the third week for her to settle down in the port Mafia.

The relationship between her and Osamu Dazai did not directly become lovers, but a state of ignorance above friends.

But the fact is that everything is not fixed and everything is unknown.

Both of them are very clear about where their future will go.

This feeling is very strange.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at his future girlfriend, as long as he thought that everything was a foregone conclusion, he was very satisfied.

But also inexplicably unhappy.

He and Su Woyan have separate rooms, and their work and rest schedules are also very different, let alone appearing in the restaurant for breakfast at the same time just to get together.

They just meet by chance in the mafia building, occasionally in the restaurant and share a table for a meal, and sometimes in the lounge—Su Woyan will always show up in time to grab the coffee in his hand.

This is obviously the same as when I was young.

The only difference is that Su Woyan will not beat him up easily.

It's not that the girl didn't want to beat him, but she just took into account his tragic physical condition after jumping off the building.

Osamu Dazai asked, "Where is Yan-chan going today?"

The bandage on his head had been taken off a long time ago, and there was light in his iris-colored eyes, filled with the same gentleness as this spring day.

Every time he looked at Su Woyan, his eyes were always like this, full of light and hope.

"I ordered a suit, go over and get it."

Su Woyan flipped through the small notebook in his hand.

"By the way, I'm going to buy a few books and meet my old classmates."

Su Woyan has been getting in touch with old people one after another recently.

The main reason is that each of her old friends has great powers, and the appearance of Su Woyan cannot be hidden from their eyes and ears.

A girl who had been dead for five years suddenly came back to life, and appeared as a 21-year-old who was synchronized with the time here.

Let's explain it well before the incident ferments.

When he came out of the elevator on the first floor, Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at the gray sky outside the glass door.

"Well, is it raining today?" He clenched his right hand into a fist and knocked on the heart of his left hand. "Shall I go with Yanjiang?"

Su Woyan didn't know which nerve in him had a problem again: "Is there any necessary connection?"

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a few numbers: "I can call the worker, and my subordinates will drive us there."

Su Wo said: "...you just wanted to talk about a tool man?"

Port Mafia's work was very efficient. After a while, a Bentley parked at the entrance of the building.

Osamu Dazai took a few steps forward, preventing the driver who was already waiting in front of the car door from opening the door.

He opened the car door with a graceful gesture: "Miss, please get in the car."

He even stretched out a hand to protect the car door to prevent Su Woyan from bumping his head accidentally.

"You are so proficient in your movements." Su Woyan sat in the comfortable compartment and looked at Osamu Dazai who got on the other side. "How many people have you opened the car door for?"

Osamu Dazai smiled calmly and replied, "I only opened the door for Yan Jiang, is Yan Jiang jealous by saying that?"

The driver stepped on the accelerator and started off, raising the partition with great desire to survive.

Although he really wanted to hear the chief quarreling with his little lover, but in case he heard something he shouldn't have heard...

The driver thought about his leader's comments on the organization and Yokohama, and shivered silently.

But the driver didn't expect that the two people behind were not arguing at all.

They just choke each other habitually, and they have developed this habit since they were young.

As long as Osamu Dazai is still alive,